Page 61 of Expiry Dating

EPILOGUE

One year later

“One week,” Alice beamed as she straddled his lap.

The early morning sunshine glowed behind her glossy waves, which were the only thing concealing her bare chest. Waking up to Alice never got old. Waking up naked with Alice was what he imagined heaven might feel like.

“One more week, sweetness, then you’re gonna be mine. Well, legally anyway. Mrs. Alice Mitchell.”

“I like the sound of that. Say it again.” A sexy smirk tipped the side of her mouth as she positioned herself over him.

Tightening his grip on her waist, he held her steady as her soft lips lightly brushed his.

“Mrs. Alice Mitchell,” he repeated, unable to wipe the smile off his face.

He let out a guttural groan as she ran the tip of her tongue across the seam of his lips. Parting for her, he allowed her to take the lead and let her taste wash over him.

The past year had been the happiest of his life. He thought he would never be able to top the high of having Alice tell him she loved him, but the day she moved in topped it. The day she agreed to be his wife, topped it again. And in one week, when she was finally going to become Mrs. Mitchell, he had a feeling the bar would skyrocket.

Just as he was getting ready to get lost in his woman, the sound of the front doorbell rang out around them. Nothing good would come from getting out of his bed right now. Maybe whoever was out there would get bored and leave. Then the bell rang again. And again. A groan slipped from his throat as he dragged himself off Alice’s soft lips.

“Booo!” she heckled as he plucked her off his lap and settled her next to him.

“I know, sweetness, trust me. No one is more upset than me.” He chuckled at her pout as he exited the comfort of his bed and shucked on some sweats. “I’ll get rid of them. Don’t you dare put any clothes on! When I come back, I’m gonna show you all the perks that come with being Mrs. Mitchell.”

“Promises, promises.”

He gave her a wink before leaving. The doorbell rang again as he started down the stairs. Who on earth just showed up without calling first?

As he swung the door open, he realised just who.

“What the hell are you doing here?” Brady’s mouth hung open.

“Is that any way to welcome your brother?” Ace’s huge grin creased the angry burn marks on the side of his face.

Brady pulled the big man in for a hug. Ace was the last person he had expected to see. “Seriously, man, what are you doing here? I thought you couldn’t make the wedding?”

Ace pulled back and rubbed the back of his neck. “Yeah, see, that’s the thing. As much as I’d like to lie and tell you I’m here to see you get married man, that wouldn’t strictly be the truth.”

“Okay,” Brady said slowly.

“I’m here to take you up on your offer. You said to look you up if I ever needed a place or a job. That offer still on the table?”

Brady couldn’t believe his ears. He’d spent the past year trying to convince his friend to move to Bluestone so he could look out for him, and now here he was voluntarily. Finally.

“You don’t even have to ask, man. Come on in.” He stepped aside and ushered Ace into the kitchen.

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